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Peak #2,614
Peak in subgenre #1,308
Author
Cray-C
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Cray-C
Uploaded
March 28, 2006
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MP3 8.8 MB • 320 kbps • 3:50
Lyrics
(Introduction - Cray-C)
These slob ass niggas keep sellin' out.
but Cray-C ain't gon' change fo' nothin'.
Ain't no lookin' behind da O Jive
but to da Duece Double O Six.
Life is as good as it gets fo' a nigga like me
'cause it ain't gon' get any better
'n dats why a nigga like me stay livin' it gutter, cuzz!
(2x Chorus - Cray-c)
Nigga I stay (stay) livin' it gutter
'cause my fuckin' life ain't gettin' any better.
Nigga I stay (stay) livin' it gutter
'cause my crazy life ain't gettin' any better.
(Verse 1 - Cray-C)
Still breathin' my family my remedy
'n can't let my son see da end of me
'cause I'm tryin' to fukcin' raise my son to man.
If you's in my shoes then you'd understand
I ain't give a fukc 'cause you don't know me.
I'm hard like a dikc so dey tryin' to blow me.
Been sprayed 'n shanked 'n I'm still alive
'n if dey comin' best to come kill my pride.
Fukc ass slobs should of left me flatline
Best to run when ya see my fukcin' gat shine.
As long as I stand these mother fukcin' streets flooded.
Yet it still drips wit' my eyes dead blooded.
Cousins rest in peace 'n slobs in piss.
b-K, no wonder whose job is dis.
Damn right fukc niggas I'm gon' get ya one by one.
Ya playin' in dirt now but you'll be under one.
(2x Chorus - Cray-c)
Nigga I stay (stay) livin' it gutter
'cause my fuckin' life ain't gettin' any better.
Nigga I stay (stay) livin' it gutter
'cause my crazy life ain't gettin' any better.
(Verse 2 - Cray-C)
Wit' my baby mama keep my makc tight.
Heavy artillery never ever pakc light.
Stay fukcin' strap wit' my mind on murders
'cause these slob ass bitches tryin' to murk us.
Protect my family wit' dey bellies to fill.
Stackin' my money 'n I'm ready to kill.
Three point crown is what I stand by.
If I ain't crazy then its a damn lie
'cause I gots a head wit' no screws in it.
So don't blame me if I'm loosin' it.
High school drop out 'cause of FCAT
Got streets smarts, no need to test dat.
Fukc my vocab, too many words to know
but threaten my fam then its personal!
Haha, no wonder why I fight wild.
As good as it gets dis my lifestyle.
(2x Chorus - Cray-c)
Nigga I stay (stay) livin' it gutter
'cause my fuckin' life ain't gettin' any better.
Nigga I stay (stay) livin' it gutter
'cause my crazy life ain't gettin' any better.
(Verse 3 - Cray-C)
On my fukcin' knees tryin' to pray to da Lord
wonderin' what should I say to da Lord?
If he's real hope dat I can be redeemed
'n wake me up if life's another fukcin' dream.
If dis ain't hell why don't God live here?
Shit, its hell enough wit' da pigs here.
Too many peeps strugglin', why stop da crime?
Seen homicides, never dropped a dime.
True to da mix 'n da fukcin' game, yo'!
Eyes on da prize dat stukc in aim mode.
I can't cry when my foe's family mourn
'cause my damn heart is to da fukcin' game already torn
by them greedy ass bitches hurryin' fo' riches
'n I'm tryin' to get mine while worryin' fo' snitches
wit' money hungry ho's 'cause we dig 'em in.
No wonder why life's a predicament.
(2x Chorus - Cray-c)
Nigga I stay (stay) livin' it gutter
'cause my fuckin' life ain't gettin' any better.
Nigga I stay (stay) livin' it gutter
'cause my crazy life ain't gettin' any better.
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